Sometimes I used to wonder what it would be like for any of the four seasons to inter cross
What would happen if leaves were coated in white but breeze was just hot and musky
What would happen if the blooming flowers met the hot sun
And what would happened if summer met winter..
I realize it is not a good idea...for the warm and cold to hold hands
I realize its hardly right for frost bite to meet heat wave
And I realize it is impossible
You were the winter to my summer
You were the frost bite to my heat wave
You were the black ice to my sunshine
And even when I saw the ice on the tips of your fingers
The cold in your eyes
I ignored the ice covering your soul
Anyone who has ever watched phinease and ferb knows where I got the title from and yes I still watch cartoons:p